Aurora’s P.O.V

The rooftop dining area was illuminated by the soft glow of fairy lights, their golden hues casting delicate shadows over the elegantly set tables. The scent of freshly grilled food filled the air, mixing with the faintest hint of jasmine from the potted plants lining the terrace. As I stepped out onto the rooftop, Caroline by my side, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. This place had always been special to me, a quiet escape where Caleb and I had spent countless ...